Chatrooms no dirty talk
Both the policewoman and her target give the author their versions of the truth, in a case that challenges the conventional wisdom about online sexual predators, and blurs the lines among crime, “intent,” and enticement.Detective Michele Deery works in a cubicle in the basement of the Delaware County courthouse, in Media, Pennsylvania.For this account, both Deery and J were willing to speak openly and at length; transcripts of online chats and police interrogations have also been made available.
J had about an hour before his wife would be home from work.
She knew nothing of his cybersex life, or if she did, she ignored it.
A burly, round-faced man of 42, with a thickly muscled neck and shoulders, thinning hair, and a goatee, he was seated before the computer in their living room in a small, two-story town house in suburban Philadelphia.
As a fantasy, her come-on seemed overbaked—not one daughter, but two!
It is doubtful that such a woman exists anywhere, and yet men fell for it. The bulletin board over her desk displays mug shots of her catches, very ordinary-looking men, facing the camera wide-eyed with shock, staring at the fresh ruin of their lives. One of the stunned faces in that array belongs to a man I will call “J,” who would spend a year in prison after taking Deery’s bait.
Deery would begin a dialogue, dangling the illicit possibility, gauging how serious her mark was.